When We Met
Chapter 38
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When we met…
I told you about the tattoo I wanted to get and showed you a picture of it.
I finally did it. It was a swirling, intricate family symbol, but I worked in their names as well. It hurt like hell, but the physical pain of it almost helped to relieve some of the emotional pain I was harboring.
You couldn't see it today, because of where it was.
Maybe you never would, depending what you had planned.
I showed up at six-thirty, right after your last ride left. You didn't have a night group for the first time in weeks.
Or at least that's what you said.
I wore my swimming suit on a hunch, with a light sundress over top.
I felt naked.
But when your eyes roamed my body as I walked down the dock, a little piece of me came back.
That confident girl, the one that you met.
You held out your hand and helped me into the boat.
It wasn't big, it wasn't small, it was somewhere in the middle. But we set out on the water with a quiet ease.
You showed me how to drive and guide the boat.
I watched your hair whip in the air.
Suddenly we stopped and I looked at you in question.
"Now for some fun." Your eyes lit up with mischief…
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